After an extremely pleasant and relaxing Sunday with a delicious galette and crepe dinner, disaster struck my new home! I was in the shower when someone started banging on the apartment door. I had to answer it in a towel without my glasses on, so I couldn’t even see his face! It was the downstairs neighbor saying that my shower was leaking into his kitchen.
Luckily, Pierre-Antoine was over, so he talked to the neighbors while I got dressed. We went down and saw the damage—water was definitely coming from their ceiling and going across the counter. They said that it had never happened before but that the apartment had been empty for awhile so perhaps a pipe joint had come loose in that time.
It was late on a Sunday night, so I couldn’t do anything… First thing this morning I went to the agency for help. The woman called the owner (who lives in Andorra) and told him the problem. She gave him my number, so now I am just waiting for news or instructions or whatever. I suppose I should stay put in case a plumber is coming.
This is all very annoying! Luckily, Monday is my day off to take care of this… How lovely.
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